A lot of my stories have the same characteristics. There are only so many ways to cheat and fewer ways to have sex. I try to deal with the ways that couples handle their situations. Thank you to LadyCibelle and Techsan for editing my story. I made a number of changes after the editing, so any mistakes I take full responsibility for. * Most people wouldn't...
The life changing friendship between Irene and Sally started rather inauspiciously in a queue for the ladies toilet. It was a very slow moving queue. "I assume you are here with your company for a Christmas part?" Sally opened the conversation, trying to take her mind off her desperate need to pee. "Yes, but I've lost track of most of them, so I'm thinking...
Peter and Samantha "How was your weekend?" Samantha asked, coming into the kitchen. She was wearing a light summer skirt and a lacy blouse, her black hair pulled back from her green eyes. "I never got the chance to ask last night or this morning." "It was fine," Peter answered; non-committal. He wasn't sure how he was going to tell her about his experience...
Author's Notes: (1) This is the final chapter of "Changes". I had thought of going into the endless experiments that this femdom relationship had tried, but instead I concentrated on the ones with the most influence on the evolution of the changing relationship; (2) If the readers want to read some of those adventures, they will have to make comments and a...
Thank you to everyone who has read and enjoyed my previous three stories. You might want to read them first if you haven't already. Please rate, comment, and evaluate. If you send me an email I'll try to respond as quickly as possible. Enjoy. I heard the sound of a closing door, and my eyes fluttered open. I had been dreaming. My mind's eye had played out a...
OMG, I had just told Dave I'd marry him! What the Hell was I thinking? But we were both so overjoyed that we were jumping up and down and hugging and kissing on the dock, when my foot slipped and Splash! we both wound up in the river! It was only around four feet deep, but the bottom was muddy and slippery, with some rocks and old waterlogged sunken tree br...
An angry rain was falling in sheets, rattling the glass skylight that Eric was mindlessly staring out of. Streaks of water were skimming across the pane as the wind howled. Spring had arrived, but just barely. It was cold outside. April in Minnesota. A shiver went through him. Eric purposefully situated his desk under the opening in the ceiling so he could...
I have always been a day-dreamer. Drifting off as soon as I found myself alone. Fantasy castles, handsome princes, impossible millionaires, I'd wile away the hours lost in my own head. It was probably the books that caused it, giving me ideas. From five years old I would read anything I could get my hands on. I loved the stories... lived them. It was as...
Sitting in my home office once again, I leaned back in my chair, put my feet on the desk, and closed my eyes. Maid Becky had drained me mentally as well as physically. When the whirr of the vacuum cleaner stopped I woke from an unintended nap. The desk clock reported a twenty minute snooze had elapsed. An unsettled feeling settled upon me. I needed to do som...
Chapter Six, Marcus' Fantasy, Part One The next morning the men got up early again to fish. The ladies got up about an hour later and started cooking breakfast. While Angela was mixing the pancake batter, Maria approached her, "Angela, I wanted to talk to you about our session this morning. Marcus wanted us to put on a show for the guys, and I came up with...